Oregon City enterprise. (Oregon City, Or.) 1871-188?, January 12, 1882, Image 6

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Who monev gams tannics, oihom woest
W ho' paid for telling what he knows T
Who for sdvie gets "quid pro quo?"
The lawyer.
Who, like G. Washington, can't lie,
Entalways leady i to U-v,
If he be paid oxesdingly high ?
The lawyer.
Who jroes about with bsgof given,
With client jreener still, 1 ween,
Who growelii tat as they grow lean t
The lawyer.
Whether in silks or rags arraved.
To all he cla.ilr lend his aid,
And s:mp!y asks: "Shall I be paid ?"
The lawyer.
Who manufactures our laws ?
Who makes them intricate because
The fee is bi;ier which ho draws ?
The lawyer.
At asking questions who is sharp
W ho kvw to quibble, eau-h and carp ?
W hose piew does conscience never warp ?
The lawyer, t
From labor who will have surcease
When all the world shall bent peace f
Who tl.en mankind no more shall tieece!
The lawver.
IHE JxYsTtElOTS BX.
We noticed him, I remember, from the
Tor; first; and we had three good reasons
for doing so. In the first place, he was
the very last passenger to come on board,
arriving, indeed, just when the bell was
ringing as a signal to clear the ship.
In the second place he was rather a remarkable-looking
fellow altogether Ull,
gaunt, sallow and stern, with a long,
lean face and a cold, gray eye, and, as
we all declared, a manifest air of mys
tery aboct him, even from the begin
ning. Last, but by no means least, of our
grounds of suspicion, was the fact that
our mysterious fellow-passenger brought
on board with htm aa oblong wooden
box.very much like an overgrown pistol
case, of which he seemed far more care
ful than of the well-worn leather port
tnanteaa, which was the only other
article of baggage that he seemed to
possess.
It was evidently not very heavy, for
one sailor shouldered it with ease. It
could not be called inconveniently large,
for when its master begged to be allowed
to keep it in his stateroom instead of
stowing it in the hold, neither captain
nor parser made the slightest objection.
It was not labeled "Glass, with care."
or anything of that sort, as we could all
see for ourselves; and yet its master's
nervous anxiety lest it should be
damaged, or even bumped against some
thing hard, was so marked that everyone
began to have dismal suspicions as to its
possible contents.
But just at first we had something else
to thin about, for the first three days
of our voyage were a perfect chapter of
accidents.
To begin with, we were thrown late at
starting, by having to wait more than an
hour for the mail. Then, when we were
jnst outside the Narrows, on came a fog
as thick as buckwheat porridge, which
forced as to lie to till late in the after
noon, keeping np all the while a chorus
of bells and fog horns worthy of a Chi
nese wedding.
And as soon as the fog cleared, it was
succeeded by a pour of rain which in
spired a facetious saloon passenger to
ask the captain at dinner time, whether
. fishing was allowed on the after-deck.
At length the rain went Off in its
turn, and now we began to hope that
this was the end of onr troubles; but we
soon found it to be only the beginning
of them.
The red and angry sunset on the
second night, the ghostly haze aronnd
the full moon when it rose, the short,
uneasy panting of the wind, all for boded
further mischief; and the older "salts"
looked meaningly to the windward and
prophesied "dirty" weather.
The prophesy was not long in fulfilling
itself. About midnight I was awakened
by a crash as if twenty cart-loads of
bricks bad tumbled through the roofs of
as many glass houses, and found myself
standing bolt-upright in my berth like a
soldier in a sentry-box. The next mo
ment I had a fine perspective view of my
toes high overhead, while a kind of
waterfall of cushions, blankets, pillows,
soap, towels, boots, and what not, went
pouring through every part of the room.
Then burst forth a deofeuing chorus of
- shouts, groans, screaming women, crying
children, the rattle of dishes, the crash
and jingle of broken glass, and we were
fairly "in for it" at last.
For the next twenty-four hours, in
the graphic, words of our old boatswain,
"everything blessed on board was in
side out and upside down." Plates and
cups, knives and forks and spoons,
eddied ceaselessly from side to side of
the table.
Hasty feeders stuck their forks into
themselves in place of their meat; the
soup meant for the mouths of the guests
emptied itself into their laps instead; and
just as one dignifiei old gedtleman rais
ing his coffee cup to his lips as solemnly
as if he were taking poison, the ship
gave a Rudden lurch, and the boiling
coffee flew like a fountain-jet into his
spotlesh shirt-front, making him wriggle
like a speared eel.
liut by the morning of the fourth day
the gale seemed to have spent its force,
and we were 'at liberty to tarn our
attention once more to the mysterious
pasoenger and his equally mysterious
box.
The former seemed quite as anxious to
preserve himself from contact with any
thing on board as ho hid been to pre
serve b'.s package, for he never spoke to
any one, and always answered as shortly
as possible (when ho answered at all)
when any one spoke to him.
As for the box itself, it was a greater
puzzle than ever. The stewards reported
that he had warned them so earnestly
against touching it. or even going ncai
it, as to imply that the contents, what
ever they might bo, were something very
dangerous, indeed. But, as if he had
his doubts whether even the fear of
some unknown peril would be strong
enough to keep them from meddling
with tho precious package, if they got
the chance, he spent most of his time
below, and as he had taken a whole state
room for himself (or rather, for himself
and his box) , there was no risk of any
one disturbing him there.
"I think he's a Fenian carrying over
one of those dynamite torpedoes to Liv
erpool," said a young British ofiicer,
homowardbound from Canada.
."More likely a bank-clerk absconding
with specie," grunted a big, red-faced
ootton-epinner from Lancashire.
"Box ain't heavy enough for that,"ob
jeetod a lanky New Yorker.
"Perhaps, after all, it's nothing more
wonderful than a rare statue or picture
tor some museum."
Every one looked disappointed, for
this last idea, which had somehow never
occurred to us, now seemed natural
and likely enough, and it was a sad
come-down after all our romantic imag
inings. Hut just then a new turn was given to
the discussion by a long, wirv, koon
eyed Cape Codder, who had hitherto
been perfectly silent. Taking his short
pipe out of his mouth, he aaid, slowly
and emphatically:
" Tain't that, boys; but I reokou I
could tell yer what it is.
"What? What?" cried every one,
eagerlv.
"A baby," auswored the Yankee, with
the solemnity of ported conviction.
At this there was a shout of laughter
so uproarious that a passing steward
peered aniazedly into the smoking-room
to see what all the run et uid be about.
But the gentleman from Cape Cod was
not a wlnl abashed.
"Laugh as much as you like, boys
but what I say I stick to. Every day,
reg'lar, at breakfast and at tea, I've seen
that air critter, after he'd had his share,
start for his state-room with a cup o
milk and a hunk o' bread, and if that
don t mean a baby somewhar 'roue I'm
a Mexikin!
There was a general start, for we now
remembered to have seen the stranger do
this, and wondered that we hud not no
ticed it before. '
For a few moments every one was in
high glee at the apparent solution of the
riddle; but the remorseless New Yorker
speedily blighted our new-born happi
ness.
"Ouesi you're consid'able out there,
stranger," objected he. "For the baby
that could be four days aboard ship, or
anywhere else, either, without raising
one squall, has got to be discovered yet.
I've got three of 'em myself, and I guess
I ought to know.
This unanswerable argument threw ns
all back to where we were before, and a
sullen silence followed, broken at length
hr a dashinff vrmnff aoohomore from
Harvard one of" the briskest and boldest
spirits of onr company.
"Baby or no baby," said he, firmlv.
"I'm bound to get at the ins and outs of
this job, somehow. Either 1 II know
what's inside that box before) he goes
ashore, or 1 11 never wear the crimson of
old Harvard again.
But this valiant pledge seemed likely
to go unredeemed, after all; for, as if the
man of mystery had known of the plot
hatching against him, he seemed to be, if
possible, more vilgilant than ever.
Day followed day, until at length we
caniein sight of Queenstown, where the
stranger was to land, and the secret of
the box was a secret still.
But the time came at last. The break
fast was hardly over that morning when
a steward (sent on purpose by the in
genious sophomore) tapped at the door
of the stranger who had retired as usual
with his milk and bread announcing
that the captain wanted him. Scarcely
tad he disappeared wlien the Harvard
youth popped into his room.
The next moment a terrible cry startled
us all, and rushing to the spot, we found
the mystic box open, and the sophomore
straggling in the coils of a huge black
and white snake.
For a moment all was confusion, but
the stranger, who had just returned,
sprang like lightning to the breakfast
table, filled a cup with milk and set it in
front of the snake. Instantly the latter
unwound itself from its captive, who
reeled helplessly against the wall.
"You're more frightened than hurt,
young felltr," said his rescuer, coolly,
"for this snake's quite a harmless sort,
and as tame as a pet cat in the bargain.
I kept him dark while I could, for I didn't
want him hnrt, after stumpin' all Louisi
ana to git him for the London Zoologi
cal, but yun'd best not touch him again,
for his breed s mighty fond of a fool, and
I guess that's why he was so spry to get
hold of you!"
Latest front Jo-h B 11 ngs
I have never known aseckond wife but
what was boss of the situashnn.
After a man gits to be 40 years old he
kant form any new habits much; the
best he kan do is to steer his old ones.
Any man who kan swap horses, or
catch fish, and not lie about it, is as
pious as men ever git to be in this
world.
The sassyest man I ever met is a hen
pecked husband when he is away from
Lome.
Those people who try to get to heaven
on their treed will find out at lost that
they don't have a throngh ticket.
Too long courtships are not always
judicious.. The parties often tire out
skoreing before the trot begins.
One quart of cheap whisky, (the
cheaper the better), judiciously applied,
will do more business for the devil than
the smartest deacon he has got. Young
men, learn to wait; if you undertake to
set a hen before she is ready, you will
lose your time and confuse the ben be
sides. Nature seldom makes a fool; she sim
ply furnishes tho raw materials and lets
the fellows finish the job.
A wealthy old deacon in Maine has
done his best to enforce total abstinence
among bis grandchildren. He has left
in trust f r them a large sum of money
on the sole condition that they abstain
from strong drink, tobacco, betting and
gambling. The first offeuse is to cut
tliom off from six months' incomo fram
tlio invested fund. The second offense
deprives them of a year's income. For
subsequent offenses tho penalty becomes
more suvero, amounting in due conrso to
the total loss of the benefits of the be
quest. The experiment of this kind of
suasion is not often tried, but it does not
often work well when it ,in tried. It lias
been found in some instances that the
appetite of tho legatees for forbidden
things is so consuming as to lead to the
poor follows to risk the loss of their
property in yielding to the tern nation.
"Do you think thore is any dangor in
my going to Blankville?" asks Brown;
"they have the smallpox thero.they say."
"As I hove never known you to refrain
from taking anything that came within
your reach," replied Fogg, "I think
you had better keep away from Blankville."
A Heroic Deed.
On the night of the 14th of October tho
steamship Cyprian, Capt. John A.
Straehait, left tho Mersey, bound for
Genoa and the Mediterranean (orta.
Aboard her, beside her paid and articled
crow, there was a wretched httlo ntow
away, whom nobody seemed to know
anything about. At tho time the Cvp
risn loft the port it was blowing half a
gale or wind, aud as soon as she cot out
side it increased to a hurricane. Hatches
were battened down and seas dashed over
her with such force that very soon tho
only late place was tlio waist of the ship.
For some t hours the vessel had boon
laboring with tremendous seas,. when
suddenly her fore steering-gear gave
way. Luckily, they could still Btecr
from the after-part of tho boat, and so
they kept her up to tho wind for a while.
But very soon another catastrophe
darkens the horizon of hope, tor notions
afterward the engineer steals quietly ou
deck to whisper to tho overstrained cap
tain that one of tho boiler-tubes had
burst and extinguished the tire adjoining
it. No one now had time to notice tlio
stowaway who had crept out of his hole,
and was crawling about in his first storm
at sea.
Tho other boiler was still right, and
with this and tho first one which had
boon Hatched no. thev endeavored to
get along; suddenly, horror! the after
steering-gear broke and thevessel drifted
broadside at tho mercy of tho sea.
Still her brave crew'triod to save her
A few reefs were lot out of an after
sail tp get her head up to the wind, but
she foil off again and again for want of
steering power, aud sea after sea was
slapped , washing into the ougtne room
ud drowning out ber tires.
Now, indeed, was all hopo lost.
Gradually tho doomed vessel drifted
nearer and nearer to the rocks of that
fearful looking Welch coast. Tho life
belts wero served out, one falling, of
eonrse, to the brave captain who had
tried so hard to save his ship.
At last the steamer grounded on a rock
off Nevin, about two miles from the
shore. There were two hundred people
on the shore ready and willing to save,
but it was impossible. The distress sig
nal could not be recognized, and not
even a life-boat oonld live in that surf.
It was then, indeed a case of "sauve qui
pent." The scene remiuded ono of that
terrible verso of Byron's commonoing:
Then rose from sua to sky the wild f.vswell:
Tusn shrieked the timid and stood still the
brave.
Those who had life-belt on sprang
headlong overboard, and those who had
not seized spar or oar and leaped into
that angry sea that was everywhere
raging around them.
The engineer s boy said good-bv to his
companions and leaped, trusting to a life
belt and an old oar, while two firemen
who went down below were never seen
spun.
Meanwhile what was John Alexander
Strachan, aged thirty, Master Mariner
of Great Crosby, near Liverpool, doing?
Aye, ask again what he was doing.
Doing what has made his name "as
familitr in oar mouths as household
words;" made it a name to bo handed
down with reverence to our children, as
one worthy to stand beside that of tlio
American lake pilot who stood at the
wheel while the fire scorched the Hush
from bis bones, and saved his precious
freight; aye, worthy to bo written to
gether with that of the sentinel of
Pompeii.
I here be stood with his lite belt
around him ready to spring, the last man
on board no, what is this thing that
comes crawling along by tho life linos?
It is a boy.
"Who are you ?" demands tho captain.
"Please, sir, I'm tho stowaway."
"Tho Btowaway I"
A fe v hours ago he wus'a little sneak
a fool, who, bad he been discovered,
would have bad t pay for his follv by
doing the dirtiest work abroad, but now
he was a fellow creature.
There was no time for words; this Ltd
had a life to be saved. "Here," said
the captain, deliberately unbuckling his
life belt his life and lashing it secure
ly ronnd the lad, "Here, take this; I can
swim.
Over went the stowaway, lifted like a
cork upon the waves, and over went the
captain, enfeebled by long watching and
anxiety, but strugging with all the forco
of his own great will. But swimming
was impossible in such a sea. The bout
swain struggling for his life.clntehed at
the captain, who was still making head
way, and they both went t'own, never to
be seen again.
The stowaway, with the life bed round
him, was flung, battered, but alive, on
the Welsh coast, to tell the story of his
savior's heroism. As one of the papers
remarks:
The moral of such a story is contained
in its recital. Words would be wasted
In savina more of the uerfuet hnmanitv
and fearfesness of a man who gave np
Ins best chance of life without hesitation
for one of the unworthicst of "those lit
tle ones," who stood helplessly by when
man and boy were in the presence of
death.
John Strachan, of Great Crosby, un-
lashing his life-belt, with two miles
of water between him and tho sea shore
to tie it upon the little rascal who had
stolen a passage with him.
fell it out in tmes of triumph, or with tsars
and bated breath,
How manhood's stronger fur than storms, and
love is mightier than death.
A Massachusetts clergyman on going
into bis pulpit, tho other (Sunday, found
it already oucupiod by another mail who
annonnced his intention to preach.
Thinking he had to deid with a "crank,"
he handled him very judiciously, and
finally told him that he waria'tawaro that
lie hud asked anybody to preach fur him.
The stranger said that ho hud come to
take Mr. Marsh s place, and on learning
that Marsh usually preached over the
wnv, the stranger rushed to tlio church
across tlio street, whero ho arrived in a
stute of perspiration, to find all thoro in
Mate of great anxiety, the orsanist
played tho preludo throngh three times,
ami tho worthy deacons were on the point
of taking up the collection and then dis
missing the audienco.
Ho who lives happily through the short
rosedays of his youth, and, far away from
envy and complaining, strives to be good,
sua enjoys.tne uays or his youth when
tLj winter of life approaches, and con
tentment and virtue scatter flowers along
his path. Without fear, ho can look be
fore and behind.
Farm and (..rden,
No system of agriculture can bo profit
able that dons not mako grass au essen
tial part o( a rotation of crops. Whou
lands are not adapted to grain, growing
grass is tho chief reliance, and it be
comes a specialty, but nowhere can it be
discarded without great detriment to tho
soil. The farmer who raises abundant
crops of grass, while ho is a grain
grower also, will raise good crops of
grain in alternation. There seems a
harmony in tho movement from grass to
grain, which is beneficial to each. The
best crops of corn, of wheat, and also
other farm crops in general, are growu
on an inverted sod, with a nicely-fitted
soed-bed ou tho surface; and tho most
bouutiful crops of grass on grain lands
aro raised tho first crop after grain, or
on uowly-soedod lands. On our natural
grain soils wo fiud it unprofitable to
maintain any permanent meadow or
pasture. Though a portion ot every
tarm should be in grass, our dry groin
lauds will not give continuous crops ot
grass without froouotit top dressing and
scarifying tho surface; heneo it is more
profitable to Boed frequently and use all
manure of tho farm for tho benefit ot
grain crops.
There uood bo no lack of hay or pas-
turago iu our dry grain-growing sections
if we sovd frequently. A crop turning
rrom one to two Ions or nay rrom newiy
seeded clover aud timothy is as sure us
any other crop grown, and is also a
renovating crop to the soil. Too little
attention is given to seeding in grass py
a majority of farmers iu our grain sec
tions. Laud iu wheat should bo seeded
to clover and timothy, and if not wanted
for mowing or pasturage the benefit to
the land by growing grans and clover
iustead of woods and thistles will greatly
overbalance the expense of Heeding. It
is not profitable to keep dry land in
grass mora thon two seasons in succes
sion; then it should bo plowed and two
or three crop of gram grown, and then
rosoeded. The Wat season for seodmg
of timothv on wheat lands is in October,
or late in September, though it may be
sown in spring mixed with clover sooa,
but tho growth will bo niuuh less tho
first season of mowing than if sown in
autumn. Clover seed is sometimossowu
in the fall on dry sandy lands to insure
a germination of the seed, but it Is
quite liable to wiuter kill in changeable
weather.
Tho best and most usual time of seed
ing to clover is in the mouth of March,
or early in April; or, wo may, immedi
ately after tho opeuing of spring and be
fore frosts disappear, the setion of which
will in a degree cover the seed and aid
germination. It is also a good time to
seed to olover after tho ground is dry
enough to go over with a light harrow,
sowing the seed immediately before that
operation, which is regarded usually ss
beneficial to the wheat orop aa well as to
tho clover. Timothy soxi is f r quently
sown at tlio time of wheat seeding, but if
wheat is sown early in the seai.ou and
timothy at tho same tune, there is dan
ger of choking the wheat by too much
growth of grass. It is especially so
when the autumn season is wot and an
active growth follows. Timothy
seed will never fait if sown iu tho
fall, for if thore is not wet enough to
start it in fall, it will eonie in spring
without fail. Many farmers do not ap
prove of early sowing of clover seed,
fearing that the early germ may be killed
by late frosts in spring, but I am con
vinced by observation that thoro is very
little danger of frosts on the young olover
Iilant unless the ground bo frozen to
leave and pull the root. Tho cause of
failure in clover seeding is drouth im
mediately after germination of tho seed
and before the root gets sulllcieut depth
of soil to retain moisture. A drouth in
the month of May will endanger clover
seeding; later drouth may ouly retard
growth.
Merer Tried to boa Katon.
Mr. Thurlow Weed laughed heartily
when a Sun reporter read to Lim the
following remarkable statemont pub
lished in the Washington National Be
publican lately:
"Jt takes a long lime, in some cases,
for tho truth to get to tho surface. It
has just transpired that Ihnrlow eed s
war on the Masons in lH'ti was occa
sioned by the refusal of the original
founders of the order to admit Mr.
Weed as a member of the brotherhood."
"Un to the ti mo when it was alleged that
the Masons abducted Morgan, which was
in WM," said Mr. Weod, "I had always
boen a great admirer of Masonry. I
behoved it, as I bcliove it now, an in
stitution which has done r groat deal of
good. I bad accepted the common
opinion that it was very ancient and
sought to do benovolent work, and that
in all respects it was entitled to the
regard of tho community who wero not
members of the order. I think, how-
evor, that I always felt that it would bo
better without its secrecy. I remom
bored that the Washingtonian Society,
organized during our War of 1812, was a
secret society, and was not very friendly
to the government; I remembered that,
but I nover quite liked the secret de
ment in Free Masonry. But, notwith
standing that, I believed tho institution
a benevolent ono. I nover, however,
desired to bo a member of it, and in my
early life, while I was a journeyman
printer, 1 never had money enough over
to incur tho expense, hud I desired it.
But I hud no tmrtieular desire for it. I
esteemed it, but had uo wish to bo a
meiubi r, and was never proposed or of
fered for membership in uny shape in my
life, or sought to bo. lint I always
thought favorably of tho institution un
til wo wero driven into that tight, anil
oven now I consider that tho carrying off
and disposing of Morgan was by indis
creet und ovcrzeulous members of tlio
order. It was nover contemplated by tho
leuding and intelligent men of tho order
to do what was done with Morgan; but
tho mistuko was in not disfavoring tho
act. In denying that anything wrong
was dona, they assumed a certain respon
sibility for tho act."
"But," suggested tho reporter, "tho
writer of that purugraph seems to go a
good way buck of Morgan times, for ho
says that thoy wore 'tho original foun
ders of tho order' who rofusod to admit
you as a brother."
Mr. Weod laughed again, and pro
tested: "Oh, but he couldn't mean
that, you know."
Progress is the resultot dissatisfaction.
Those who are satisfied nover favor
ohanges.
llovr nr. Uold Was MiirUeied.
Lofroy iniulo five dilTcront confessions
as to the manner In which ho murdered
Mr, Gold ou tho Brighton Hallway, but
thoro is reason to boliovo, says tho Pull
Mall Gazelle, that tho following account
is the trim one. Ho denies altogether
that ho entered the compartment in which
ho killed Mr. Gold at tho Loudon Bridge
Station. He states that ho took a seat In
a carriage in which there was another
passenger sitting by himself, and ho was
strongly tempted to murder him, but ho
refraiuvd from currying out his intention,
On tho arrival of the train at Croydon ho
left this compartment and got into tho
one in whi.'h Mr. Gold had taken a pluen,
lie had a short conversation with his
victim, when Mr. Gold rejiosed himself
iu his seat ns if to doze. While stretch
ing himself out ho took a handkerchief
from his pocket mid accident
ally pulled out his purse, which fell oil
the floor of tho carriage. Mr. Gold did
not hoar the purse falling, and, placing
tho covering over his face, prepared fr
sleep. It instantly occurred to Lcfrov
to take out lus owu pocket handkerchief,
throw It over tho purse, and then, under
pretense ot picking up the handkerchief,
to steal it. The noise which he made in
doing so aroused Mr. Gold, who iustaut
ly started Up, exclaiming: "Yon scound
rel, do you want to rob mo?" and hit
straight out at Iicfroy, who was hurled
from one side of tho carriage to tho other.
Ono effect of tho blow was to open Le
froy's coat, and while ho was getting up
Mr. Gold saw the butt end of tho pis
tol projecting out of the inside bresst
cat pocket. Directly lio discovered
that Lofroy was armed ho shouted out,
"You villain, is it murder as well ss
wMht; that you mean?" r words to
rJ effect. Hushing at I.efroy ho
snatched tho pistol out of his coat pocket
and fired at him twice. Neither shot
sti uek Lofroy, who managed to close
with his assailant aud retain the weapon.
Ho immediately fired two shots at Mr.
Gold. Ho believes tho first of these
struck the carriage neur tho bcllptill and
tho second inflicted the wound in Mr,
Gold nock. Then commenced tho
desperate struggle for life which was
scou by tho witness st Horley, It is de
clared liv Is-froy that directly after' ho
bad shot Mr. Gold that gentleman did
not fall to tho ground insensible, but ho
had strength enough to seize tho pistol
and deal his murderer a blow or two on
the head, causing the wounds which
wore afterward drcsacd by tho Brighton
surgeon. While tho atruggla was going
on the two men had rolled np to tho
door of tho carriage. With such vigor
did tho old man light for his life that he
pushed IWroy against tho door with ono
hand at his throat while he pulled out a
pocket knife with tho other, aud even
opened tho blade with his teeth. This
effort, however, and tho loss of blood
from his wound had exhausted him, and
Lofroy succeeded in taking the knifo
away and thou cutting and hacking his
neck and face. Ijefroy afterward pitched
the unfortunate man onto tho rails,
whore his body was found.
He xp ainMt
"Now, then, Mr. Cashmere, aro yon
evor going to get those trowser donu?"
oxclaimed tho promising youth hurriedly,
entering the establishment of his favorite
tailor.
"Thoy will Iwi done to-morrow, sir,"
replied the geutleman of fits quietly.
"That's what you said yesterday."
"Exactly!"
"Well, isn't this to morrow?"
"Certainly not!" ,
"Well, wasn't to-day to morrow yes
terday?" "It was, but it isn't to-morrow to
day."
"Well, when iu crvutionwill tomorrow
la), thon?''
"Don't you know?"
"No."
Do you remember the last suit I made
you?"
"Yes.
"You romeinls r when I etlled for my
money you always said you would pay
to-morrow. I discovorod then that to
morrow nover comes. Do you under
stand?" Tho youth sought tho street, nnd by
tho gsutle slam he gave the front door it
was quite evident that he did.
The Hun Francisco Post aays: Tho
will of Augusta Ludd Hutching, tho
wife of Dr. Hutching of Y one mi to
valley, was yesterday filed for probate in
Department 'J, of tho Superior Court. It
is an olographic will, and bears ditto of
December !1, 1K.S0. Tho first paragraph
reads: "I, Augusta L. Hutching, wife
of James Mason Hab'hings, in tho cabin
near the foot of tho great Yosemito Fall,
where I have pa.tod seventeen solitary
days and nights, und in tho presence ot
Almighty God, do revoke all other wills
or disposition of my clients, and mako
this my lust Will und Testa
ment: I give to my best loved
I friend? , Allio 11. Eddy, of
ranta Barbara, my coral breastpin and
earrings; to her daughter, my ooral cross,
onoo the property of my dear nieco, Au
gusta L. llerick; to Mrs. P, Hinkson, of
Sacramento, I gmo my picture of a scene
in tho Alps, printed in Philadelphia
about tho year 1mH or IHI',1; also two
small pictures or sketches, which I lenvc
to my administrator to select. To Mary
Hinkson, her daughter, I givo my dia
mond ring. To. Lucy Hinkson, my gold
bracelet, with chain and ring attnehed."
After making bequests to personal
friends, tho will concludes: "All prop
erty, persoiirl or real, not otherwise dis
posed of, I givo to my husband, James
Mason Hutehings, whom I appoint my
administrator, without bonds, and who
will carefully comply with tho provisions
of thin mv autogiaphio will." Tho es
tate is valued ut 80'2O(), of which got'OO is
real property in Sun Francisco.
Tho strongest ovidenco against tho
soveu Molly Maguire at Uniontown, Pa.,
is ullonled by J'erry (lydilis, un eaves
dropper. On his wuy homo lute ono night
ho saw that tho Molly Magurics lodgn
room wus lighted, ami drawing near lie
heard voices. Hera wus a clianee, he
thought, to discover the secrets of tho
order. Ho crept under tho building,
which had a cracked floor, ond listened
to a heated discussion. Tho subject of
debuto was a refusal to lloonso the only
barroom in the pluca, und some of tho
members proposed tho assassination of
Maurice Heuly, tho mining superintend
out, who has boon instrumental in thus
cutting of the supply ot liquor, Iloaly
was murdored a few days afterward.
The new Attorney ('cuoral.
A Washington loiter writer ay of tho
new United Htat Attorney General,
Hon, Benjamin H. Brewstori
This distinguished lawyer, beside be
ing known In hi owu city and it sur
rounding States, has aehalieo for nation
al prominence by hi connection as ono
of the government counsel for the Star
Kuuto eases, lu appearance Mr, Brew
ster is the most frtH litf al and ropittuivn
looking man that over most pitying
eve turiiud from iitTiiuhlcil. He fell in
the tiro fifo downward when lio wa a
child Iu his nurse's arms, ami the sear
of that injury liavo detlod all surgical
skill tooll'aeo tliein. ills whole fueo wits
burned and drawn so terribly that all
natural expansion has left it, and only
the mutilated features stand out from
the mottled uud disfigured couuteuuueo.
Twice ho ha undergone operation for
tho grafting and transplanting ot now
skiu, but even the endurance of that
slow agony, ami all tho attempt of the
most eminent foreign surgeons have
.'ailed to restore him to ordinary sem
blance. Behind this hideous oountenuneo thore
i a mind that has triumphed many a
tune in tho great contents of hi profes
sion, Hid hi polished uiuuiors, courtly
ffiaeo aud true refinement have carried
liut to a social position and favor unsur
passed in stiff, ariatmn-utio old Philadel
phia. Possessed of vast wealth, a prieo
leas library aud stately homo, Mr.
Brewster ha further ootisolatinn in a wife
whoso radiant presence i the admiration
of every one. The lady la tall aud of a
subeili figure, with dark hair and eye,
aud a dignity and air about her that im
press' ono immediately with her stand
ing. Her own history roods like a ro
mance, anil, leaning on tho arm of her
all! ic tod huatwud, she provoke admira
tion and speculation a few other wotnu
can. Her father, Hon. Hubert J. Walker,
a statesman ot tho autai-bollum days, was
tho proudc.tt of all parents when ho in
troduced a charming young daughter to
tho brilliant society which Wash
ington afforded ill the day
of President Pierce's adiuiliuh ntum.
She married, shortly after, a wealthy
geiillouiau of Now Orleau-, and lived for
sonio year uhroud until tho opening of
tho rolxdlioti, when her husband espous
ed tho Coufederuto cause and rhe re
turned to her father's home. Tho death
of husband aud father, and tho hma of
the greater part of her tortun-i.for a long
time retired her from the '.y world in
which she had shone, uill when she did
emerge there wus more than a nine day
wonder nt the announcement of her
marriage to Mr. Brewster. Their homo
in Philadelphia has Ihhu renowned for
its graceful honpitulitic. and should
they ho culled to Cabinet circles In tin
city a slutely air would pervade the re
ception of tho Attorney General
that bono of his pre le, eors could ap
proach. Mrs. Hiewstera' beauty slid
grace, her dignity slid superb manlier
would fitly adoru the high position, uud
a society ha long Ihhu without a
rccogmr.od leader the honor would
naturally full lo her as peculiarly fitted
for its manifold duties,
Tho Nurresaful Van.
When our Successful Man was a boy.
and lived in a manufacturing village of
Now Hampshire, a widow's son, tho
groatcs luxury he knew waa to rat
apple; so he told U the other day, when
wo fell into conversation about old times.
"Yes," said ho, "when I was ten years
old I used to think that if evor I waa
rich enough to have as many apples as I
wanted, all the year around, I should !
perfectly huppy. Aud uowl"
He went mi to say that ho hid ono of
tho finest orchards on a small scale, to be
found an v where iu Maaaachusctts.which
produced las, year ninety-four barrels ot
the Ix'st varieties yet produced. But ho
did not cat two apple per annum. Ho
could Hot; for while ho was making his
fortune, ho worked ao hard, ami cou
fined himself ao closely, a to contract a
chronic weakness ot digestion. With all
the luxuries of tho world at hi com
mand, ho waa obliged to live principally
on oatmeal and milk.
Later in hi youth, his ambition soared
above apple. Ho was beginning to get
a little more money than ho absolutely
ueeded.aud was able occasionally to in
dulge iu a riilo. He then thought that
if ho could ever own a horse fast enough
to pass everything on the road, and tako
no man's dust, ho should bo the proudest
and happiest of men.
"Well," ho continued, I have a horse
that I think i the fastest in my country;
but 1 never drive him. I pivo him to
my sou last summer, und for my own
use I kept an old plug that jog along
ix mile mi hour, without troubling my
self ubout him."
At tin point our poor Successful Man
wearily took out his watch to see how
tune was getting on, and wo observed
Unit tho watch was of a peculiar pattern
rarely scon in this country.
"This watch," suid hc,"is another casn
in point. Ono f my young ambition
was to possess as goisl u watch ns mortal
man could make. I have one. I guvo
t(M) in gold for it, at a time when gold
was a more expensive artielo than it is
now. But, knocking about the world in
sleeping car and Mediterranean steam
boats, I was always a little anxious about
my watch; and besides, tho possession of
ho costly un article by a traveler is a
temptation to robbers. Ono day iu Paris
I noticed, in a shop wintow, this ourious
little watch marked twenty five francs.
A flvo-dollar watch wus a uovolly, and I
bought it. I deposited my six hundred
dollar time keeper with my banker, and
it has boen there over since in un iron
safo. ' I find that this liltlo watch keeps
timo as well, for ull tho ordinary pur
poses of life, as the other, and I have
curried it over since. "
Tho Successful Mull snid these things
with what wo may cull a good humored
despair. Uo made no complaint; but at
tho itf!o when ho ought to lie in tho full
tide of cheerful activity, he appeared to
huvo exhausted life. Youth's Compan
ion. A young nobleman iu a frightful rail
way accident missed his valet, Ono of
tho guards camo up to him nnd said:
"My Lord, wo have found your servant.'
but ho is out in two." "Aw, is ho?" said
tho young man, with a Dundreary drawl,
but with atraco of anxiety dotifcted on
his countenance. "Will yon be gwood
enough to see In which half he has get
the key of my carpet bag?"